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A Gift of Healing

Something that I hadn’t really considered until just recently was what gentle parenting has given to me. Especially the gentle parenting of my autistic daughter. I’ve spent much of my life feeling broken and awkward. Like I don’t fit, or I fit wrong. Like I’m missing one or more essential bits of information that would just make everything clearer to me. I’ve repressed feelings, complied, tried to change, experienced severe depression several times, severe post natal depression several times, self harmed a lot and been suicidal. I’ve felt cracked and fragile, like I was compromising the well-being of my children simply by existing. Through most of that I’ve also parented.

I won’t ignore your ableism

When you begin to learn about ableism, it is an unfortunate reality of it but often you go through this process of realising that many (if not all) people in your life are ableist. For me, I didn’t necessarily feel scared or feel like I should be cutting out friends for being ableist. Not yet, […]

More of what he needs….less of what he doesn’t

My son doesn’t like noise, traffic, crowds, busyness, unexpected things happening or neighbours. He’s lived his whole 4 and a half years in the inner city, which is filled with all of the above. He’s spent months at a time preferring to stay inside our house, at times refusing to venture even into our back […]